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Just started The Double Helix by James Watson, you know, the Nobel Prize winner.

Anyway wow, this guy's a total dick - he says Rosalind Franklin (who some say should have won the prize over Watson and Crick) is "not unattractive" but wouldn't hurt to dress like a lady. Spends a whole chapter talking about how he wasn't working and was still getting paid and asking for more grant money, wtf. I have much less respect for him after reading 30+ pages.

Just started The Double Helix by James Watson, you know, the Nobel Prize winner.

Anyway wow, this guy's a total dick - he says Rosalind Franklin (who some say should have won the prize over Watson and Crick) is "not unattractive" but wouldn't hurt to dress like a lady. Spends a whole chapter talking about how he wasn't working and was still getting paid and asking for more grant money, wtf. I have much less respect for him after reading 30+ pages.

Is he the one that came out a few years ago and said black people were genetically inferior, DNA-wise, or was it the other one, crick?

Man, I bought that ages ago because Berto was saying how brilliant it was, and let's face it, the man has good taste, but for some reason i haven't read it yet. It's been sitting on my bedside table for fucking months. I read the first chapter or two (they're small chapters, so it was only like 10 pages) but i had to stop for whatever reason, and i didn't pick it up again. What i read i really liked, but yeah.

Man, I bought that ages ago because Berto was saying how brilliant it was, and let's face it, the man has good taste, but for some reason i haven't read it yet. It's been sitting on my bedside table for fucking months. I read the first chapter or two (they're small chapters, so it was only like 10 pages) but i had to stop for whatever reason, and i didn't pick it up again. What i read i really liked, but yeah.

I'm reading The Suicide Club by Rhys Thomas, loving it, it's tense. Really thoughtful and genuine, too. It's interesting to read something written in an honest character voice, a teenager that sounds like a teenager. It makes it more believable. Anyway, it's awesome, I recommend it.

This is a fucking crime against humanity!
I am now questioning the existence of God.

I tried reading it a few years ago and I hated it. I thought it was gibberish, pure tripe, the kind of writing meant to intimidate readers, etc.

But I reread it recently and loved it. I think it only makes sense if you're into the question of language as something other than a tool for communication.

I've been thinking a huge amount about the idea of language — kind of inevitable, given my interest in linguistics, French philosophy and psychoanalysis, etc. Naked Lunch is a giant fireball of linguistic fuck-you. That's what I love about it. It says fuck you to everything, and it shows how destructive language is — how we don't only have to use it to communicate, but also to destroy. But I don't think it's a nihilistic book. I don't even know if it's a novel. I would, however, argue that it's the best demonstration of the evil power of language. Language as evil — not enough novelists focus on that. So I'm glad Burroughs did.

This is a fucking crime against humanity!
I am now questioning the existence of God.

I tried reading it a few years ago and I hated it. I thought it was gibberish, pure tripe, the kind of writing meant to intimidate readers, etc.

But I reread it recently and loved it. I think it only makes sense if you're into the question of language as something other than a tool for communication.

I've been thinking a huge amount about the idea of language — kind of inevitable, given my interest in linguistics, French philosophy and psychoanalysis, etc. Naked Lunch is a giant fireball of linguistic fuck-you. That's what I love about it. It says fuck you to everything, and it shows how destructive language is — how we don't only have to use it to communicate, but also to destroy. But I don't think it's a nihilistic book. I don't even know if it's a novel. I would, however, argue that it's the best demonstration of the evil power of language. Language as evil — not enough novelists focus on that. So I'm glad Burroughs did.

What about Mein Kampf or DeSade as Language as Evil? I guess Naked Lunch might be better than Hitler's book because it has all the sex and giant bugs and whatnot, but DeSade's got all that covered and more.

Anyways, on Language, have you read that Pontypool Changes Everything or seen the movie? It might interest you with the whole Language as Other thing. The movie at least, I haven't read the book of it yet.

I think one of my problems with getting into a regular reading rhythm is because I have literally over 100 books to be read. I think i'm going to do that whole chinese journey of a thousand steps thing and just pick up one and power through it, then the next and the next. Just go one at a time and let the progress take care of itself.
but first, i'm gonna watch a couple episodes of the Office...

I think one of my problems with getting into a regular reading rhythm is because I have literally over 100 books to be read. I think i'm going to do that whole chinese journey of a thousand steps thing and just pick up one and power through it, then the next and the next. Just go one at a time and let the progress take care of itself.
but first, i'm gonna watch a couple episodes of the Office...

That's what I've been doing for a while now. But this time I actually tried to pick and ended up walking away and turning on the tv.

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